Chapter 044 Chapter 44

The club recruitment area was still a little deserted. I don't know who turned on the stereo first, and an old folk song from who knows how many years ago suddenly echoed in the club area, the magic sound lingered in the ears for a long time.

A club next to the Magic Club expressed disdain for this, and they grunted and brought out a huge blue shell from the back. Just when Mo Xuanji was wondering what the shell was for, one of the students took off his coat neatly, sat on it, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a mermaid and began to sing loudly.

While brainwashing and purification, the two sides seemed to have launched a fierce confrontation in an invisible and intangible but audible realm.

If it weren't for the prohibition of using psychic abilities on other students during non-practical classes, this merman classmate would have been able to display the natural skills of his tribe.

"Good, good, this is advanced." Wilde clapped his hands on the side.

With these two clubs taking the lead, every club soon brought out their own music playing equipment... or students, and the club recruitment area, which was originally a bit deserted, quickly became lively. Although music cannot bring new members to the recruitment activities, it can create a lively atmosphere.

Mo Xuanji looked at Wilde, with a barely perceptible flash of expectation in his eyes: "Do we have it?"

Wilde smiled slightly and raised his right hand high: "Of course, I am fully prepared."

"Snap!" With the sound of snapping fingers, the poker cards hanging on the tent instantly turned into small metal phonographs, playing music in unison.

Mo Xuanji looked at this scene, and couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise in his eyes. Wilde's magic always makes people's eyes light up. Seeing Mo Xuanji's gaze, Wilde smiled proudly: "This is a magic I created. Do you want to learn it? I will teach you after I finish my work today."

"Learn." Having many skills will not overwhelm you. If you are willing to teach, you will be willing to learn.

"Junior, please help put this sign outside, I'll move the other one."

Mo Xuanji nodded and carried the sign with the eye-catching slogan out of the tent. Before he could put it down, the ground suddenly shook, and there was a rumbling sound in the distance.

Mo Xuanji was startled and looked around: "What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"

Wilde took a deep breath, uncapped the mineral water bottle and drank it, then wiped his mouth and said, "Come on, junior. The real battle is about to begin."

Before he could say anything, Mo Xuanji looked in the direction of the vibration source and was so shocked that he was speechless.

Heads were everywhere. In the rolling dust, a large army was marching in disorder, shouting slogans that were not in order but loud, as if they were holding a marathon. Their faces were full of uncontrollable excitement and excitement, and Mo Xuanji could even hear a few monkey calls.

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The first-year students seemed to be particularly interested in the activities, and there were several familiar faces among the leading group.

"Oh my goodness."

"Is this a siege?" Mo Xuanji couldn't help but complain in his mind. He turned his head and saw Wilde's pleading eyes.

"Brother, please!"

"...I understand, leave it to me." Mo Xuanji closed his eyes and let out a long breath. Although this was a challenging thing for a social phobia, since he had promised Wilde, he would not choose to back down.

He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a pair of firm black pupils behind the lenses without prescription. He thought: Come on, all this is just a sharpening stone for his heart to become stronger, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He picked up a stack of postcards and walked to the billboard with an expressionless face. Speaking of which, the background picture on this billboard was specially designed by Wilde for him. Nothing else was needed, Mo Xuanji just had to stand in front and pose. But doing so would make him more conspicuous and double the degree of shame.

The senior's thoughtfulness made the socially anxious kid feel terrified.

Wilde counted the props needed for the performance one by one in the back and made an "ok" gesture to Mo Xuanji.

Perhaps the beauty was too attractive, or perhaps Wilde's magic was too wonderful. After seeing this, many people made a 90-degree turn and headed towards the magic club.

"Classmate, can I take a picture of you? Sorry, I know this is inconvenient, but I really... oh, sorry..."

Mo Xuanji turned around and saw a young man in a plaid shirt standing there shyly, his face slightly red. He was holding a black camera tightly in his hand.

"Yes." Mo Xuanji uttered the word with difficulty. Afterwards, someone else expressed the desire to take a photo with him. For the promotion of the magic club, Mo Xuanji agreed to all of them.

Postcards were distributed in piles, and we were forced to take group photos one after another.

Mo Xuanji didn't know what expression was on his face right now. He only knew that the earth under his feet was about to be pierced through by him. Perhaps it was because his clenched toes increased the friction. Mo Xuanji felt that he had never stood so steadily in his life. Sure enough, compared to socializing, he still wanted to go online with Qiyi more.

Just when Mo Xuanji was about to give up, several societies across the street suddenly burst into exclamations, and the noise quickly attracted everyone's attention. Wilde couldn't help his curiosity and came out.

Opposite the Magic Club is the Calligraphy Club. When they were arranging their respective areas, Mo Xuanji was puzzled by the large blank area they left. Now he finally knew what it was used for.

Three well-built boys stepped forward in unison, moving in unison. After bowing to the audience, they took off their shirts with one hand in a very cool way, causing a burst of exclamations. Some people quickly covered their eyes, but behind the big gaps between their fingers were small eyes that rolled around.

A guy dressed like a scholar smiled crookedly, walked up to him and bowed, then turned around, took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and started showing off his calligraphy on the smooth and delicate "Xuan paper".

Mo Xuanji was stunned. Wilde shook his head and sighed.

A powerful and rhythmic music suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention. Several brothers from the cosplay club put on cute and soft skirts, put on bunny ears and cat ears headbands, and started to dance to the Pure Land.

Next to his house was a fitness club, where several shirtless guys were showing off their muscles in various poses. They did push-ups with one hand while carrying someone on their back, bottle cap-opening abdominal muscles (yes, that's it), handstand weightlifting, and all kinds of tricks that you can think of.

When he ran out of tricks, the president thought for a moment, then pulled out a huge hammer weighing several hundred kilograms and started to perform the stone-breaking trick with his chest.

Mo Xuanji: Subway, old man, cell phone.

Senior Wang, I'm sorry, his voice was a little too loud before. Compared with these guys, Lao Wang's honey trap can be said to be the most gentle and conscientious.

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Seeing that everyone was being robbed, the bosses were not in a hurry, and some even went to join in the fun, with smiles on their faces brighter than each other. Some guys simply went to other people's territories to kidnap people.

"Classmate, I see that you have a unique talent and are a good candidate for cosplay. Why don't you join us..." "Thank you, but I'm the president of the dance club." "..."

"I was reborn, on the day the club was recruiting new members! In my previous life, they bullied and humiliated me, and this time I swear to take back the members who belong to me! Please join the club and listen to my detailed revenge plan."

"V me 50, I'll do it for you... What did you say? Today is not Thursday, it doesn't matter, after joining our food club, every day is Crazy Thursday!" "Stay away from our tea ceremony club, bastard!" "Hey~"

There were too many flaws, and Mo Xuanji almost failed to hold on to his own character. The system laughed carelessly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and from the sound of it, it was probably rolling around.

Mo Xuanji adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. He really couldn't get used to wearing them.

"...Xuanji?" Zhu Changan's slightly hesitant voice sounded from behind, and Mo Xuanji turned around reflexively.

"Chang'an? And Ji Sheng, what a coincidence." Mo Xuanji had originally made an appointment with his friends in the afternoon, but unexpectedly met them here in the morning.

Zhu Changan changed into his favorite casual clothes, and Ji Sheng transformed into a sunflower in order to play normally.

"Wow, Xuanji, you look so good in this dress. We both didn't recognize you at first."

"It's that feeling of a cool guy suddenly turning into a suave bastard!" Ji Sheng added excitedly.

Mo Xuanji finally remembered that he was still wearing strange clothes, and suddenly felt ashamed as if he was caught by an acquaintance pretending to be cool. Fortunately, after a morning of experience, Mo Xuanji has become numb to it. He handed two postcards to Zhu Changan and Ji Sheng with a normal expression: "Want to come to the magic club to play?"

Zhu Changan quickly took it and said, "Is it from Senior Wang?"

"Um."

Zhu Changan took a look and ruffled his hair in annoyance: "I feel like magic is a very sophisticated thing. I don't think I can handle it with my brain."

Ji Sheng also refused. His personality really couldn't handle this. In human form, he would feel uncomfortable if someone stared at him, let alone magic.

Mo Xuanji didn't force it: "Okay. It's very lively here, you can walk around for a while."

"Yes, we will!"

In order not to disturb Mo Xuanji's mission, Zhu Changan and Ji Sheng left after a brief chat.

The morning passed quickly, and as it was approaching lunchtime, the flow of people began to gradually decrease.

"Let's go and have dinner." Wilde packed his things, came out of the tent and stretched.

“How many people did we recruit today?”

"If you don't count those under consideration, there are thirty-one." Wilde smiled with satisfaction.

Although there weren't a lot of people, it was still a perfect first step.

"What do you want to eat today? Senior, it's your treat."

"Then I can just order whatever I want?"

"Come on, order whatever you want!"